After a long hiatus, I’m back. All set to get my blog organized into a book. First I had to clean off the top of the desk. It’s been so long, I forgot the color of it. Acting classes begin in three weeks and I need them!! My grandsons are growing up. Mac, 23 years

Yes, I did it. From south Miami I took an Uber, a Metrorail, a Monorail, and arrived at the Friendship Torch on Biscayne Blvd for the No Kings Day protet. And it revealed a lot to me. I expected it to be mostly senior citizens but it wasn’t. Guessing, about 1/2 were seniors and the

I’ve never been a person who locked all the windows and doors before bed. Or kept doors locked when I was home. In fact, when I rented my place out in Latrobe, I couldn’t even find a house key for the new tenants. Then I moved to Australia. I locked everything because people told me

I love the water…being in it, on it, under it. That’s why I took out a boating membership for two years. And, unfortunately, haven’t used much of it. Living in Fort Lauderdale, there are canals everywhere and the intercoastal. What I didn’t know was how boring the intercostal actually is. Just houses, more houses, and

As you know, I live in Fort Lauderdale and love music of all sorts. Recently I booked a series at New World Symphony at Miami Beach and attended the first concert last night. It was wonderful. They did Aaron Copeland’s Portrait of Lincoln, Beethoven and it was glorious. But the experience cost me 9 hours.

I play duplicate bridge and fronted up at the club without a partner. But there was a gentlemen there who also needed a partner, so we paired up. He was in my age group, dressed in an impressive polo shirt and told me about his past accomplisihments as a winning tennis player. The bridge game

My life is like the ocean – sometimes smooth and calm, oher times turbulent and and boistrous. My life rides the waves, sometimes up and other times down. This last week has been in a trough. I organised a Witch’s Tea, chose a date, wrote out invitations and passed them out. Before the day was

THE only person I knew who had a lonelier life than me, was my father. The older he got, the more lonely he became. It was pitiful. I must write this so my family understands my behaviour over the years. The fight I’ve always had against loneliness–the kind of deep down, black, hollow loneliness that

DOES anyone else spend hours scrolling through their phones like me? I’m not searching for anything in partifcular, but I have to keep looking at screen after screen. Then I realize that an hour has passed and I jump up to do something which needed done immediately an hour ago. AIMLESS scrolling is how I

Now, to the truth, my friends. I am cheap. Yes, I admit it. “A penny saved is a penny earned,” according to Benjamin Franklin, although he didn’t actually say that, but I like to think he did. Personally, I like, “Watch the pennies and the dollars will take care of themselves.” Even though I have